Miami Exile-End of Day 3

Still in Miami. My parents have constantly urged me to eat and rest, as if I don't do enough of that. Actually, that's pretty close to the truth. Still feels like another world. Miami is not Boston or Cambridge or Somerville. It feels fake. My mom agrees, especially when complaining about what Governor Bush and President Bush has done to Florida. More politics. It looks like there is no escape from politics, especially in Florida.Not to self: Don't see "The Stepford Wives". My tolerance for synthetics decreased the longer I stay in Miami.I saw "Shrek 2" with my mom last night. We've been playing catch-up about my family. Not pretty, especially given the women associated with all Rivas's past or present. Let's just say, the less I say about hammercock, the better.*sigh*